Anne’s POV
It got to a point where I looked forward to meeting Chris even though Troy was right there in his pack. Sometimes I could not stand the tension in the Darkmoon pack. Recently I was made the personal maid to Clare. She was yet to move into the pack house fully, but I knew the moment she does, it was going to be a disaster.
“Anne” Chris smiled at me as I entered his office without knocking. He had ordered me to stop knocking before entering his office. That was weird at first, but I soon got used to it.
“Good morning sir” I said, bowing my head exhaustingly. I had not gotten any sleep that night. I went back to my quarters late and I was up most of the night by my own thoughts.
“Have a seat, you look like you are going to pass out any moment,” he said, gesturing me to take a s
